My Dear Sammy,
The front is worse than I imagined. I never want to get used to seeing so much death, even the earth around us seems barren. We are lucky that our platoon is still whole but we have our share of injuries. Most are nothing serious, but Opal was too reckless and broke her leg trying to be a hero. Beth and I had to drag her back to camp while Edith, Rosanne, and Minnie covered us. Edith scolded her for almost getting herself killed the whole time she was getting medical attention.
Rumors are circulating that we are being lied to, that this war is not expected to end, nor does the government plan to end it. In response, they have sent our representatives to tell us what we are fighting for. The only one who believes his honeyed words is Opal. Luckily her leg will prevent her from doing something stupid in the near future. The rest of us just think of those we left, who pray for us and wish our safe return. Your letters of home give me the determination to keep me going.
Forever Yours,
Angeline
